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In
the
distance
,
he
could
hear
the
cardinals
clamoring
in
confusion
as
they
poured
from
the
chapel
,
yelling
commands
to
the
Swiss
Guard
.
But
they
would
never
find
him
.
Not
in
time
.
The
camerlegno
felt
himself
drawn
…
faster
…
descending
the
stairs
into
the
sunken
area
where
the
ninety
-
nine
oil
lamps
shone
brightly
.
God
was
returning
him
to
Holy
Ground
.
The
camerlegno
moved
toward
the
grate
covering
the
hole
that
led
down
to
the
Necropolis
.
The
Necropolis
is
where
this
night
would
end
.
In
the
sacred
darkness
below
.
He
lifted
an
oil
lamp
,
preparing
to
descend
.
But
as
he
moved
across
the
Niche
,
the
camerlegno
paused
.
Something
about
this
felt
wrong
.
How
did
this
serve
God
?
A
solitary
and
silent
end
?
Jesus
had
suffered
before
the
eyes
of
the
entire
world
.
Surely
this
could
not
be
God
’
s
will
!
The
camerlegno
listened
for
the
voice
of
his
God
,
but
heard
only
the
blurring
buzz
of
drugs
.
"
Carlo
.
"
It
was
his
mother
.
"
God
has
plans
for
you
.
"
Bewildered
,
the
camerlegno
kept
moving
.
Then
,
without
warning
,
God
arrived
.
The
camerlegno
stopped
short
,
staring
.
The
light
of
the
ninety
-
nine
oil
lanterns
had
thrown
the
camerlegno
’
s
shadow
on
the
marble
wall
beside
him
.
Giant
and
fearful
.
A
hazy
form
surrounded
by
golden
light
.
With
flames
flickering
all
around
him
,
the
camerlegno
looked
like
an
angel
ascending
to
heaven
.
He
stood
a
moment
,
raising
his
arms
to
his
sides
,
watching
his
own
image
.
Then
he
turned
,
looking
back
up
the
stairs
.
God
’
s
meaning
was
clear
.
